THE HAUGHTYSHIRE HUNT. 253 



Mr. Justice Smotherum was somewhat late in taking his 

 seat in Court on the morning when the hearing of the Binkie- 

 Turnover cas9 was to be resumed. His Lordship was not in 

 the best of tempers, having backed three seconds, and held 

 shocking hands at whist the previous da}'. He had made 

 up his mind to hustle this wretched case through quickly, have 

 a lobster and a pint of Moet, and just go down and ' knock the 

 stuffing ' out of the Eing at Sandown this afternoon, get back 

 his losses, and a bit to the good besides. 



"Turnover against Binkie," cried out the Clerk of the 

 Court. 



Mr. Clifford Sinn was present, as representing the plaintiff's 

 interests, whilst Mr. Pionald Dennison again appeared for the 

 defence. Mr. Silk}' Q.C., had an application to make in 

 another Court, so had not yet come. 



' Ma ' Turnover was called, but the lady did not answer to 

 her name. Three or four times did the crier yell for " Ann 

 Slumper Turnover!" outside the gloomy corridors; but he 

 exerted his lungs in vain. ' Ma ' Turnover was not forth- 



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commg. 



"Why isn't the woman here?" growled Mr. Justice 

 Smotherum, testily. 



" Perhaps your Lordship would allow me to interpose a 

 witness. Mrs. Turnover may have lost her way in the mazes 

 of the building," ventured Mr. Clifford Sinn tentatively. 



" The Court can't be kept waiting for Mrs. Turnover, nor 

 for forty Mrs. Turnovers. Is my time to be wasted just for 

 the convenience of — of— a — of a retail bun-merchant ! — a — a 

 —a cakemonger '? No, sir ; I will be no party to frittering 

 away the time which the public pays for ! " (The learned 



